Eternal Log

"Yeah, this is certainly good!

"Right. This is a good throat-through, not sweet flavor, and the better the bitter taste."

"Well, I'm doing a pretty good job. What wheat?

"Yeah! This sure is delicious!

"... I may not be a bit good"

"Uh-oh... I envy you. I want to try it..."

It sure is good.

I can't say how bitter this throat is and how good it tastes.

We speak voluntarily about Yale.

Slightly, there's a mix of critics and craftsmen, but I don't care.

By the way, Sonin is not an adult yet, so he takes up ale and drinks fruit juice instead.

"Ha! You can do pretty good!

The man takes a luxurious sip, puts on his mouth an ale that was even more Sonin's share, and mouths the words.

Well, let's admit it's a good ale.

Yeah.

More than that......

"Eh, I haven't heard your name yet..."

"Oh, was I? Ha! Sman! I'm Darius! B-rank adventurer! This is your weapon!

Darius laughed luxuriously loud and, when he said so, single-handedly put out the Battleax on his back.

I guess being able to hold a Battleax with one hand as tall as you are is quite an arm.

I don't know the detailed criteria, but I think he's quite capable when combined with the B-rank.

"So, what can I do for you? You're not just here for a drink with me, are you?

"Heh! Boy, you talk fast!

Roy... if you knew, don't let me have the luxury from the start.

So, you were here for a drink?

It's a problem for Roy's liquor lovers.

If we're going to get caught up in something with alcohol all the way up ahead, we need to figure out what to do.

With that in mind, Mr. Darius puts Battleax on his back, looks serious and turns back to this one.

"Actually, I was wondering if you'd like to join me."